When the late mayor of Seville Don Ignacio Contreras declared official holiday for the champions waited Premier League back in 1935, I was a kid, but never forget those hundreds of listeners who cheered the news constantly Santander, where the glorious club Sevilla defeated (5-0) Racing in the last league match. It was a Sunday in April of our incomparable Seville in April. My mother took me by the hand along with my sister, so those traditional Sunday stroll through the gardens Murillo, where it was consumed juna jug of beer and ate fried fish of good. Kilos then had no advertising motifs, bitter beer, because he lacked sufficient barley and ad spending now is the loss of quality. Pescaito And of course there was no need to thaw. Indeed, that day, that afternoon full of glory for the Seville and Andalusia football, I can never forget. After the war, our Betis was one of the most experienced teams in the great training. Most of their big players were in the north and everyone was in a place or forced into exile in Mexico as defense Aredo unforgettable shows, Aedo.
Here, as in the postwar period, the decline begins Betis in the first championship 1939.40 down to the second division, getting back in season 41.42. Second floor again in 43.44, this sad year for us, and even sadder in 1947, when we went to the well of the Third. Here in this sad year, beginning the odds, the tripping, bitter and sad day for all, and in turn the rebirth of our fans, our inimitable taste. The memory of children had it in my soul. Had to rise from our ashes, and sacrifices to fight to the death and the heart flag, the third pit was back in 1954.
This was in my opinion, the greatest advancement that has occurred in Spain. I had the joy, satisfaction and honor into Seville from Valdepeñas, with players on the bus. From Ecija, an impressive motorcade to escort the winners. Tears in the eyes of the players, tears of joy in the managers, in all especially in the unforgettable president Manuel Ruiz de Coria del Rio, who performed the miracle with blood sweat and tears. It cost him his health, the economy will decline, but managed to Betis and their countless followers who seemed almost impossible to achieve. God rest his gloria.El famous (I think it's wonderful, and also assure that modest) "trips" years and years with a daily joke in Seville in the afternoon newspaper, honored me with a table that showed a car leaving behind the fields where the traveling and reading Betis:
"It Betis fan of all parties in and out of Sanlucar la Mayor, to see even at Metro Mars, no party is missing the first follower, more than anyone, witnessed the deed of the green on the campaign unbeaten, Antonio deserves a monument to the example of the fans in Spain. That's one thing to scream at the Palm and the other to the Babylonians when playing outside. This was done Antonio, Cadiz in Morocco and Utrera, rodeao demons, always giving their lives between "die."
My dream, my dream is one day become president of Betis. This is as difficult as being mayor, but my work, my self-appointed "published relations" made me happy. I suffered a lot, but I have the satisfaction of having tried, throughout the geography English, to inculcate the name of our historic and very personal Betis and carry on my lapel the gold insignia of champions who have only Carrasco, Nieto, and Legros and that gave me and on behalf of Real Betis Balompié, world champion of sympathy.
Antonio Moguer, one of the most popular fan mail Betis Deportivo
June 2, 1974
